The Atlanta constitution. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1885-19??, 1887-12-27

permint candyl so, no. faint no candy
SAYS SAY ,t hg,ir, its It's, better'n candy;
you air..'' "what is itq' says 1. 'Hits pow
erful good buttaint nigh as goodSas you air.
well, says Iss'what upon earth is it?''
- ioye Il powerful but not nigh as [ love
|, you says ne blushin clean down to his
paper collar, aud he drawcd little red June
apple out'n his coat pocket and handed it t
me. 4 bin a savin tlis ample three days fur
WITH =
"Iry my. fertane,'' says I, howGn Why
ting the peelin over your head and see
what letter it makes,--the letter Will be
the entities of your sweet hearts name;
Iheneouit the seed and see il he loves YOU
! was dyin' to laugh.
Caledony and Buddy was gigglin' they fool
selves to death, and wanted to choke EN-.
Tom dfawed out his barlow knife, peeled
the apple and handed the. peelin' to me. l
flung it round my head three times and landed
it over in the floor. 1t made O.
THAT don't count, says Tom, Hthat dou,t
count; 1t had orter made n; try it over
agin.v
I tfiedit over and it made another G. cts
C,,p says /, "a plain c."
DO Gestan' for Cap Dewberry says Tom,
lookin, doleful.
Il don't know" says I.
"Well,'' says he, 'the peelin don't count
no how, its the seed that tells fortune,-less
name EN-. Iname 'em, you and you name
'enlme."
I laughed and never said nothing but I
named it Cap to myself He cut it open and
laid the seed out on my fan one at time and
counted 'em,
Eight they both Lowell "says he, and he
looked like he'd take o fit" These yer little
red June apples is most alters got Eight seed,
knowed in reason this'n would have eight and
that's why fetch it. Now less count and see
how long it will be-
How long what will BET" saws r.
"Row long go to wait for you,' says he
Gle pearcd to think. there was no gittin out N
il Don't you. know how to count that2"
that on your knnckles, if you got eight seed,
you count eight. counts on his knuckles
weeks months, years--it comes out months.)
Months, says he. I'm glad it amt years. +"
~ rechili you ken git ready time sell my
fnst bale of cotton ?''
Jist then pap stuck his head out and lowed,
SEf you'ns is gwine to that thar singin its
high time you was off"
eve amt gwine, 7" says I. Tom was GER
tain then wanted TO stay homo longer than
him.
1t was hot evenin'. thought may be it
was 1ixn' to rain, fer never seed the like
of flies, | noticed Toms head looked oncom-
mon slick. He's got one onruly lock that
stands up stiff all to itself on top OF his head.
That evenin' it was plastered down tight. He
KEEP slappin' at the fles.
miss Betsy, says Tom, twistin' his knife
in hs hand. My ma thinks heap er you.,
''I9oes she ~ says L.
eyes she do, she think sScs' much er you as
shsdo er mo" Miss Betsy, I'm gwine to
name name and see if you don't think
it's pretty. How do you like the name of Bet
sy Davis % [Slapping at the fiies.)
"The flies is mighty bad" says /, for I seed
they was pesterin' of him powerful
81 bin loyin' Of you slap ever sence
slap. the candy pnllin slap at Miss Boher-
sons" says he. Whats got into the flies 2"
says [. 81 never seed 'em so bad; pears like
they are tryin' to eat you bardaciously up"
81 dunno what they want or me- (slay), says
he. 81 hain't so sweet Slap looks like they
had orter bite you instead er me slap. HIT
shorely ain't me they are after slap !;
it must be these here fool (slap)
'lasses I creased my head with
l know in reason it's nothin', but thee's
lasses that's DRAWN those here tarnatal flies
(slapping with both hands,. They are gittin
wuss and wusser / believe I'll have to go
homo and wash my head for ever l can git
shet of EN-" and with that he riz to go.
"Don't go" says I, ''set longer"
"No, I'm bleege to you, must go. I'll como
back again next Sunday if live and luck s
well" He helt out his hand and fit flies with
tother. Goodbye, Tom" says L, "be sure
and come back When he was out Of
sight thought Caledony and buddy would
kill theyselyes a laughin' at me-
He did come back next Sunday-but Cap
Dewberry was ahead of him.